Super Soldier

Xiao Bing looked at the side and asked, "Do you know the abbot of Mofang Zhiming? What is his relationship with Shaolin?"

Zhiming abbot sighed and said: "It doesn't matter, this master is actually a younger brother of the old man."

"Teacher..." Xiao Bing showed a look of surprise. The image of the master outside the party sounded to be somewhat out of tune with these highly respected Shaolin sorghum.

Xiao Bing then thought of a point and asked: "But the abbot of Zhiming, your law number is Zhiming, and the laws of your teachers are also the beginning of the wisdom word. This grandfather..."

The abbot of Zhiming said: "As my younger brother said, he gave himself such a law number, that is, to remind him not to take care of himself. In fact, this is to blame my brother..."

Xiao Bing said: "Quiet you?"

“Yes.” Zhiming’s abbot sighed and said, “If it weren’t me, he would not drift around.”

"Senior brother, this does not blame you!" Master Zhizen said, "How can this blame you, the abbot brother, is his own violation of the temple rules."

The abbot of Zhiming shook his head, and his tone suddenly became severe. He said, "Why are you still unable to understand? In fact, we are not as good as Zhihai in some respects!"

Xiao Bing can understand this. The real law of the master of the drunken gyro is not called Fangwai, but is called Zhihai.

Zhiming abbot said with a bit of remorse: "My younger brother grew up in Shaolin, but he and all of us have different personalities. Shaolin pays attention to cultivation, but his heart is seen by all of us. It’s all unstable, but his martial arts accomplishment is not weak. It may be only slightly weaker than the oldest among all our brothers and sisters.”

Xiao Bing’s heart is only weaker than the Shaolin abbot. It’s really a rumor. I didn’t expect the drunk gyro to have such an excellent master.

"I later became the abbot of Shaolin, and strictly followed the Shaolin Temple rules as the late Master. It also constrained Shaolin everyone to constrain the Shaolin Temple rules. Although Shaolin said that it was kept in Shaolin, it rarely went out, but basically every In the year, there will be one or two people going out for a trip. The practice is to meditate, but if you can't experience the feeling of entering the WTO, it is very difficult to truly understand the Buddha."

"On one occasion, my two younger brothers went to the WTO. One of them was Zhihai. After half a month, the two younger brothers came back. One of the younger brothers severely accused Zhihai’s younger brother, saying that Zhihai’s younger brother had indiscriminately killed him. Later, I realized that they had encountered a group of local underground world organizations. These organizations used to be arrogant. They often grabbed local girls and forced them to have a relationship with girls. One result was given by Zhihai’s younger brother. When I met, Zhihai’s younger brother killed several others, and was finally blocked by another fellow who went to the same place. The last two younger brothers came back.”

The drunk gyro shouted: "The bully, the kill!"

Zhiming abbot sighed: "Our Shaolin pays attention to the cultivation of the mind, encountering the wicked, paying attention to the use of Dharma to try to improve them, try to give people the opportunity to rehabilitate themselves, instead of directly using the killing solution. Later The matter is simple. As an abbot who has just succeeded, I can't protect my younger brother in front of many Shaolin monks. So I sent the Zhihai younger brother out of the mountain gate. Later, I heard that Zhihai’s younger brother changed his name to Fang Fang. And then I don't know where I am going."

Drunk gyro angered: "You monks are really unclear."

Xiao Bing said: "Don't say this, I think the Zhiming abbot must have regretted it, but I don't know why Zhiming Abbot regrets it?"

At this time, the abbot of Zhichan said aloud: "I still think of the old man. At that time, I was blaming the old man. The person who stopped Zhihai’s younger brother was the old man. After returning, he accused Zhihai’s younger brother of being an old man. Finally, he forced the abbot’s brother to follow The temple ruled. Later, Zhihai’s younger brother was expelled from the division. The old man wanted to see the rest of the underground world. What happened to me, and when I got to the local area, I knew that two of them bought the relationship, no Was arrested by the police, but the girl and her parents were killed after drinking, and then began to escape."

Xiao Bing frowned slightly. Everyone heard all the anger. The painful color of the master of Zhichan sighed and sighed: "At that time, the old man knew that he was wrong. The old man saved the few people, but the few people were Killing other people, I don't kill Boren, but Buren is dead because of me!"

Xiao Bing sighed deeply, and the drunk gyro angered: "You guys who don't know how to be good, just for the bad guys who are full of evil, have my master out of Shaolin?"

Drunken gyro Ming Ming himself is a monk, but also wants to call other people a vulture, but no one can laugh, everyone feels a little sad, and Zhiming abbot and others are even more sly, this is indeed It has always been a matter of remorse for them.

Zhiming abbot asked: "Where is Zhihai's younger brother? Where is his current person?"

There was a grief in the eyes of the drunken gyro. He said: "The master was physically awkward when he received me. In the later ten years, his body was not good. It may be because of the stagnation of the heart. He has died before."

In the eyes of the abbot of Zhiming, a smug of self-blame and sorrow was revealed, and his hands were folded together. He and other brothers and sisters read together: "Amito Buddha, good and good."

Drunk gyro said: "If you are a big monk, if it is because of your words, how can the master who sprinkles the family die? If it is not a special situation today, it is necessary to teach you how to teach you!"

Zhiming’s abbot sighed and said: “Everything is caused by the old man. If the donor blames, he will blame the old man.”

"You are a big monk, when I will not blame you?" Drunk gyro looked angry.

Xiao Bing patted the shoulders of the drunken gyro and said: "Things have passed, and now the strange sins are useless, not to mention the fact that the Zhiming abbot was actually doing things according to the temple rules. In fact, it is no wonder. Drunk gyro, don't always think about those things in your heart, the past will pass."

Drunk gyro angered: "Well, this time I will give the door to the door first, but it is forgiveness, but it is not so easy."

Zhiming abbot said: "Yes, it should be, there is grievance in your heart, the old man can understand, all grievances are vented in the old man's body, and the old man will bear it."

"Good! This is what you said. When you spill home, you will find you to be fair!"

Xiao Bing did not expect that the drunk gyro and the Shaolin Temple appeared in this knot, even if Xiao Bing could not say anything at this time, after all, this is a matter of drunken gyro, even if he is the owner, he can only say that it is temporary They all take the big picture as the most important thing, but if the future things are to be mixed or blocked, it will be excessive.

Xiao Bing sighed in secret and could only hope that the two sides could open the heart early.

Xiao Bing stood up and said: "We will continue to hurry. After a while, the sky will be dark. If it is in peacetime, it doesn't matter if it is in the dark, but there will be some poisonous snake ants here. The sooner we can find the Buddha Mountain Villa it is good."

Everyone agreed, and then began to hurry.

This time, it took us more than an hour to come to the edge of the Wandering Mountain and look at the rolling mountains in front. Xiao Bing’s face was dignified: “The front is the wrong mountain, and if the whole mountain is going to be turned over, Unless everyone is scattered to carry out a carpet search, it will take at least two days to do it, but if it is dispersed, it is definitely not safe. After all, our opponent is Buddhism, the darkest in the world. Organization, so we can only search a little bit."

"Good!" The Pope looked up and saw that the sky was already dark, and even the moon began to rise. The Pope asked, "So, are we going to search now?"

Xiao Bing nodded and said: "Through the woods is at the foot of the mountain, we might as well take the sky before it is completely dark, first through the woods, and then rest at the foot of the mountain."

"it is good!"

"The old man has no problem."

"I have no problem."

Everyone agreed, and unifiedly listened to the command of Xiao Bing, and then a group of people began to walk into the woods.

When everyone walked halfway, the sky was completely darkened, and even the sound of wolves was heard in the distance. Xiao Bing said: "Accelerate the pace."

Xu Mu said: "The wolves seem to be coming!"

Xiao Bing sighed and said: "I will solve it."

"I am going." Molong said one sentence and went straight ahead to meet the past. Others stood up, but they saw a faint gaze in the darkness ahead. One pair was full of cruelty. The pupil is staring at the ink dragon at this time, and it seems that there are at least dozens of numbers.

Drunk gyro laughed and said: "Spray home to help!"

After that, the drunk gyro rushed over, and the ink dragon and the drunk gyro rushed in. Like the tiger into the flock, these wolves were very ferocious on weekdays, but they were the weakest lamb in the hands of both of them, blinking They were killed by the two of them.

The abbot of Zhiming sighed and read: "Amiton Buddha."

The drunk gyro snorted and said: "You are a big monk who is compassionate. It is better to stay here and feed your wolves with your own flesh. Why bother us? The Buddha is not cutting meat to feed the eagle?"

Zhiming abbot said: "The old man does not mean to blame, but there is some regret in the heart, we are slow and wait for the old man to surpass these dead souls first."

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